"At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon."
F.Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (1920)
(Source: xtheonlyhopeformeisyou, via volccano)
"The past beats inside me like a second heart."
John Banville, from The Sea (via coldflowers)
(Source: theburnthatkeepseverything, via virteu)
"But ‘art’ is not anything serious or exclusive: it is the smell of oil paint, Henri Murger’s Vie de Boheme, corduroy trousers, the operatic Italian model: but the poetry, above all, of linseed oil and turpentine."
Wyndham Lewis, Tarr (via larmoyante)
"God I want you
in some primal, wild way
animals want each other.
Untamed and full of teeth.
God I want you,
In some chaste, Victorian way.
A glimpse of your ankle
just kills me.
Want, Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
(via l-0new0lf)
"She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you’re swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water’s deeper than you think."
Julia Gregson (via llendaria)
(Source: 99lions, via hallucinere)
